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…You have a bit of a pissgasm and let yourself enjoy the afterglow.
Thoughts of nothingness fill your mind, and this is the most relaxed you’ve been since you arrived at Garrett’s. You sag and let the padlocks that are holding you against the wall give you support. There’s some tension in a few places — Adam’s apple, armpits, gut, and crotch, it’s a nice feeling. Well, not exactly nice. Different. And that’s a nice feeling.
The light comes on and the door opens. You squint again at the light but not nearly as long as the last time. How long were you drifting? You ‘stand up’ again and look at Garrett holding a full glass of what you know can only be piss.
“I thought you might be thirsty. Gotta enforce the contract, right? And after you empty this, I’m gonna let you fill it so I can feed it back to you. How you doing?”
At Bound Muscle Jocks, star player Beau Sinclair won’t be such a star by the time Master Callahan and his buddies are done. They make the huge man suit up, continuing to zap him with the collar so much that he pisses himself! It just adds to the humiliating fun when they make the naked player do push-ups, licking the wet floor below him.
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Scene Title: Beau Sinclair & Dire Callahan
Scene Short Description: The Wildcats Suck – Part 2
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…You are on your own…
You’re glad to have the cigar and start hauling on it a few times to get your nicotine level back up. It’d been a while since you last had a smoke, and this was welcome even if it wasn’t the Red you hoped Garrett would retrieve when he went into your backpack. You can back off on inhaling the cigar for now; you feel the nicotine is starting to relax you a bit and that is what you needed after falling prey to a few of Garrett’s bait and switch ploys. You have to admit, he is a good one when it comes to keeping you on your toes. Always expect the unexpected with him. Your current situation is a perfect example of that. In your mind’s eye you saw things differently. Quite differently – you’d arrive, get settled, get caught up a bit, relax with a drink while you discussed the coming weekend, review the contract you prepared, both sign it, and then the fun begins. Far fucking from it! Fuck you, Garrett.
The closet is getting very smoky. You can’t see it, really, with the light off. But when you take a puff or drag, the burning end glows bright enough for you to see the haze around you. And it’s also getting warm in here. Sweat is starting to run down your temples, around the edge of your jaw and work its way under the thick collar of your straightjacket.
Caught on a security cam, hairy Tibor Wolfe sits helpless — his hands bound to a chair. “The money didn’t come through!” shouts an angry Tristan Phoenix, eager to teach Tibor a lesson. Tristan punches Tibor’s pecs before flicking the captive’s big boner. “Look at me! That what you want?” yells the dark-haired dom, his boner bouncing. Tristan pisses on Tibor, who then pisses on himself as his boner throbs. Tristan wraps his jockstrap around Tibor’s neck and slaps his cock on the slave, then grabs hold of Tibor’s head and fucks it.
Later, a choking Tibor continues to feast on Tristan. Bent over the chair, Tibor gets his hairy hole eaten, fingered and fucked as low shots capture it all up close. “Fuck my hole!” begs Tibor, his ass slapped as the wooden chair creaks. Tristan lubes up his hands, twisting his hairy forearm inside as he fists the bottom. The two stay rock hard throughout as T ristan plows with his arm. After dumping a load on the floor, Tristan keeps his fist inside as Tibor leans up and unleashes a hot wad.
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Imagine being locked up for months in a military brig by sadistic Marines who take great pleasure in torturing you and using you sexually! That’s what happens in the classic male BDSM novel “The Brig,” by Mason Powell.
You can get The Brig on Amazon as an eBook or as a paperback. It’s highly recommended!
Note that “The Brig” was previously published in book form by The Outbond Press, and prior to that it was serialized in Drummer magazine!
Also of note is Mason Powell’s non-kink compilation of short stories, Telling Lies About the Wolves, which is also quite worthwhile, in my opinion!
By ty dehner
The sun was nearing the height of the day, as the heat was rising. My hiking boots were making easy work of the gray shale covering this part of the desert trail. Only a short distance from the homes on the edge of the open land of the foothills of the mountains in the center of Phoenix. I had to stop as memories started to fill my mind. Memories from a very long time ago when I was a lot younger. When I was eighteen, I was dealing with feelings that I was the only one to have these desires. But damn if the thoughts didn’t make my dick hard.
As I paused, I looked at the rocky hill I was at the base of and I remember when this area was far from any people, the neighborhoods had not been built. It was an open desert as far as one could see. I spent a great deal of time walking this desert in my teen years, with thoughts that no normal person would have. I would think about being kidnapped, tossed in a van in bondage, gagged and taken to who knows where. As I remembered those thoughts, I realized that I never thought about what happened after being tossed into the van. It was the bondage I was craving and I didn’t care how I ended up in rope and tape, I just wanted to be helpless at the hands of another man.
By Nitro
Hey everyone – it has been a while since I’ve added to this story, and I have had several people ask me about it. I hope you enjoy the update, and please feel free to send me feedback/ideas etc. Pics of you in gear reading my stories go to the front of the line.
SIR walks over and starts rubbing my sensitive nipples thru the suit making me groan loudly into the gag. He knows that my nipples are hard wired and drive me up the fucking wall. He starts circling both nipples with his finger over and over again. I instinctively clench around the huge plug in my ass, which in turn makes me start to piss again right thru the tube into my gag.
“Good gimp – it’s getting quite the workout today already, but the day is a long way from over. Let’s get you a little more comfortable,” SIR says, still teasing my sensitive nips. He starts tugging at the chain connecting my wrists behind my back, and I start backing up toward the pull. He pulls me back farther until I can feel the edge of the bed behind me. He puts a pillow on the ground (I simultaneously think that is gracious but also means I’m gonna be here a while.) “Sit flat on your ass, gimp.”